Over the next two months.
Chen Lin shut himself and his Personal Guards inside the time formation in Cangyuan Hall. They burned through his resources at a terrifying rate.
Yun Sheng fully stabilized her early Great Vehicle cultivation, her slaughter sword qi growing increasingly restrained. Song Qiuya and the other women also reached the barrier to Mahayana.
Meanwhile, Chen Lin kept forcibly suppressing the boiling true essence within him.
He had refined the essence blood of a Great Golden Immortal True Dragon, and his physical body had long since surpassed peak Mahayana. To him, the boundary between realms was merely a sheet of paper he could pierce at any moment.
Today, that paper could no longer hold.
The supreme laws of the Myriad Worlds Battlefield had locked onto him.
On the morning two months later.
The door to the Quiet Chamber swung open. Chen Lin stepped out.
Boom!
Outside, above the Seventh Theater Command, the once-dim sky abruptly tore apart.
There were none of the dark clouds of an ordinary heavenly tribulation. Instead, a sea of blood spread overhead, so thick it seemed ready to drip.
Blood clouds bore down from above.
The heaven and earth spiritual energy within a hundred thousand li was instantly drained, forming a massive red vortex. Thunderbolts churned within the blood clouds without a sound, carrying only an aura of destruction that made every living creature's primordial spirit tremble.
Shrill divine soul alarms instantly rang throughout the Seventh Theater Command Headquarters.
Countless immortals broke out of seclusion and looked up at the sky, their faces aghast.
"That blood-red lightning... this isn't an ordinary immortal ascension tribulation! It's a world-destroying heavenly tribulation!"
Inside the Commander-in-Chief's Residence, Ning Yao smashed through the roof and shot into the air. Following the vortex at the center of the blood